In the dark night, Cui Wei, the atmosphere in the city lord's mansion was low and lasted for a long time.

Finally, under the invisible pressure, the five people collapsed.

He thumped his knees and hit the ground: "Your Majesty, I...we are all small people and can't control the decisions of those big people at all. Please, be fine, let us have a way out!"

"I still have a wife and children, I don't want to die!"

"Please, Your Majesty!"

The five people cried bitterly in unison, afraid to the extreme. After all, the young man in front of them was the master of the Great Zhou, and he had repeatedly caused the King of Beiyuan to suffer losses.

On the side, Wang Yu and others had bad eyes, and spies deserved to die, which was even more abominable than rebels! This has been the case throughout history!

Zhou Jian was not surprised by the reaction of the five people. They did not die in battle like the other seven people, which means they were afraid of death and had a big flaw. And he wanted to seize this flaw.

"Now I know that my wife and children are old and young? Then why do you rebel?"

"However, I have killed enough rebels today and don't want to kill anyone anymore. Tell me, who sent you here for what purpose?" He only entered the topic at this time.

The five people were trembling, their faces were ugly, and they were sweating one by one. They were afraid to speak for a long time, and the scene was extremely silent.

Zhou Jian narrowed his eyes: "Don't you speak? Then I'm afraid that things will be a bit difficult today."

The five people were about to cry without tears and almost collapsed!

"Your Majesty, don't!!"

Wang Yu clenched his fists and yelled: "If you don't want to die, just say that Your Majesty doesn't want to kill anyone anymore, but I haven't killed enough yet!"

"That's right!" The Qingtian Guards were all cold. Today's battle, so many brothers died, and all these spies deserved to die.

"Did you hear it? I have a bad temper, I can't control them." As he said that, Zhou Jian stretched out: "I'm going to go to bed for the last five numbers."

"You all have your destiny."

Every word is not mentioned, every sentence is death, which makes the five spies explode and they are extremely frightened. They have no doubt that Zhou Jian will be torn to pieces when he leaves.

"Five, Four, Three, Two..." Zhou Jian counted faster than playing poker.

"No, no!"

"Your Majesty, I said, I said!" Finally someone couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "It was Mr. Shen who sent us here. He asked us to find out the situation inside Beilong, whether someone was poisoned, and military deployment, etc."

"We are all forced. If we don't come, we will die. Please, Your Majesty, I'm telling the truth. Let us go!" The five of them cried and begged for mercy.

The city lord's mansion was shocked, and everyone's eyes gathered: "Mr. Shen?"

Everyone knows that these people are from the Northern King, but this is the first time I heard of this name.

Zhou Jian's eyes narrowed, and his slender and upright body stretched long under the lights, which was extremely oppressive: "Who is Mr. Shen?"

"Is it him who sent someone to poison the water source, causing the water source to be contaminated within a radius of dozens of miles?"

A spy said tremblingly: "No, that's right, it's him, Shen Gongbao!"

Upon hearing this, a trace of murderous intent flashed through Zhou Jian’s eyes!

Poisoning upstream of the water source is no longer as simple as assassinating the imperial army. This is a sinister act that will cut off the way for the people, harm them for thousands of years, and will be retribution!

Generally speaking, it is a rule that you cannot poison the upstream and set fire to the house!

"What's his origin?"
Chapter completed!